HAYLEY POV
A long soak in a hot bubble bath, with a glass of wine and a good book have made me feel like a new woman. Not exactly a wild Saturday night but I was in heaven. I was tempted to go for a nap straight after getting home from the hospital earlier this afternoon, but I am glad now that I didn’t. I am not a great sleeper in general, and I would have been up all night tossing and turning if I had gone to bed for a while earlier. I used to sleep like a log, but not anymore. Another part of my previously carefree existence that James managed to ruin. I pull back my duvet and crawl into bed, hair still damp but far too tired to dry it now. I try to think of something more pleasant than my horrible ex before my good mood is completely ruined. I definitely don’t want to go asleep thinking of that dickhead, so I try to clear my mind. A pair of deep brown eyes framed by long thick black eyelashes and strong eyebrows appear in my mind. This time instead of the sickening worry that I felt yesterday when I thought of Cooper, when I wasn’t sure whether he was going to pull through or not, it’s now replaced with a warm, fluttery feeling when I remember his broad shoulders and tanned, muscular arms. I question my sanity slightly for lusting after someone who I haven’t even seen properly let alone spoken to, but the feeling of contentment lingers as I drift off into a deep sleep.
COOPER POV
I lift my head from my powerful front paws and stand to shake off some leaves clinging to my fur. I am shocked to find that I have slept through till dawn, my wolf obviously feeling a bit calmer surrounded by the scent of our mate. Hiding in her back garden isn’t the ideal way to ensure a good night’s sleep, especially when I am still a bit bruised and battered, but it did the trick. I know I wouldn’t have slept at home without coming here. I stretch out my limbs and I’m still marvelling at how much better I feel when I hear the latch on the back door click and the door swings open slowly. My heart jumps into my mouth as Hayley steps out sideways and turns back to lock the door behind her. She has her head tilted to the side while she slips on her wireless headphones, and toffee colored hair cascades over her tanned shoulders in soft silky waves, shimmering with natural blonde highlights from lots of time spent outdoors. I take in her slim, toned legs that seem to go on forever, and the tiny running shorts she has on. I never considered myself a legs man, but I am now, and all I can picture is running my hands up her calves and thighs and wrapping them around my waist. She finally turns to face into the woods and my breath catches in my throat, she is just stunning. I stare at her large almond shaped golden-brown eyes and full pink lips that I just want to suck and bite, and my heart soars. She is perfect. I take a step forward without realizing it and the movement catches her attention. Her eyes lock onto mine and she freezes in shock at the sight of me, a very large black wolf standing in the trees, only 30 feet away, watching her. Her mouth opens slightly, and her eyes widen in wonder. Even though she doesn’t seem to be terrified of me like I would have expected, the slight scent of fear that fills the air is enough to douse cold water over my rising libido and bring me back to reality. That last thing I want is for her to be scared. I take slow steps backwards until I hear her heart rate start to settle a bit before I turn and bolt off into the trees.